469: Chapter 469 Offending the Empress is a capital offense!

Remembering that Qin Yi might not recognize him, Head Coach Kidd hurriedly introduced himself again. At this moment, the Pistons' head coach from the other half of the court also brought over the player who had been tripped to offer greetings, similarly explaining the misunderstanding.

The rose trellis, tulip garden, and orchid pond formed distinct modules distributed across different areas of the garden, complementing each other with clear layers. Furthermore, thanks to the transformation by the spiritual spring water, they were still in full bloom during this season; despite the relentless autumn drizzle, they appeared even more delicate and vibrant.

Shi Dazhu rolled his eyes in thought, then cupped his hands to Chen Wanrong and said, "Shopkeeper Chen, thank you for your brilliant method. I must take my leave and return to the escort agency." Without waiting for Chen Wanrong to speak, he turned and left, presumably to tell Head Escort Zhao about this method.

He had lived with his father since childhood and had no other relatives. When he was about nine, his father went missing, and he had lived alone ever since, until he was admitted to A Normal University and came to A City.

"Master Ye has forged many fine weapons in his life; I never expected him to be stumped by this," Chen Zairong said with deep regret.

Chen Wanrong loved this younger brother from the bottom of his heart, and they had spent every day together; the bond between brothers was deep. Now that they were parting ways, although Chen Zairong had a bright future ahead, their opportunities to meet would be too few. Chen Wanrong's reluctance to part was evident. Zheng Qing's words were timely, and Chen Wanrong nodded, "Alright, let's go back," before climbing into the car.

Suddenly, Luo Sumei felt herself being held by a warm and powerful arm; the familiar feeling made her instantly abandon any defensive counterattack.

That was why Zhou Liangyu got beaten up. Since he was the only remaining heir of the Zhou family, how could Lady Song San swallow this insult? She went to the homes of these children to reason with them, but instead, she ended up even more furious.

The things we experience are not necessarily all good, but as long as we can smile when we recall them, that is happiness. Although we might not have understood it at the time, when we eventually do, there will always be something gained. We, too, were once this happy, and we, too, were once loved so devotedly.

Ye Fan smiled awkwardly; it seemed his trivial affairs were already well-known in the cultivation world. Crow still wanted to use him as some kind of secret weapon—secret, my foot.

Listening to Xingxi's clear and detailed narration, Ye Qing surprisingly didn't feel the same sense of turbulent waves as when his elderly grandfather told stories of his youth, even though there was such a strong sense of déjà vu.

After leaving the Hu residence, Jia Qing originally intended to go see Jia Yun's new home. However, upon reaching the vicinity of the detached courtyard, he remembered that he hadn't checked on Shuang'er and Xian'er for several days, so he changed course and headed toward the detached courtyard instead.

"Young Master Jiang, please let me go. If it were just you, you would definitely be able to fly out of this cold pool, but if you take me with you, I fear we will both..." Chang Xinying didn't finish her sentence, but her meaning was already quite clear.

Ye Qing suddenly thought of a very important question, and he really wanted to ask it at this very moment.

"Gida!" Erza raised her palm high, looking as if she were about to slap him. Gida, whose face was already swollen on one side, hurriedly blinked his eyes, signaling that he had already woken up.

Chu Tian excitedly continued to kill the other early-stage Nascent Soul experts, until only the City Lord and Lin Hu remained, both of whom were scared into retreating.

Their gazes met, and the already infatuated eyes suddenly froze. Then, Jiang Yuxuan let out a tiger-like roar and lunged forward. In the process, he channeled his Saint King power to shatter all his clothes; at a time like this, taking them off was too much trouble.

"Seven Emotions Demon Lord!" Wang Fan was silent for a moment before finally muttering this name. He finally understood why this prohibition technique looked so familiar.

Hearing Thor's words, the members of the Dragon Team felt very displeased. The fight hadn't even started yet; why was Thor boosting the enemy's morale and dampening their own?

"It's over, we might have been too greedy. After the three hundred Great Saint weapons disappeared, there was nothing else left," Chang Xinying said, her face turning pale.

That was a very awkward era. Although Pangu had already passed away, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had not yet taken form at that time, and the collapse of heaven and earth happened to occur during this period when there was neither Pangu nor the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Yan Tuojiang told Song Changjin in detail about the true situation he had witnessed, and Song Changjin finally understood what had actually happened.

"May I ask if this is your family's banquet?" Meng Xiran let out a soft sigh. She had heard worse things before and felt absolutely no anger.

Theoretically, the closer one is to the Elemental Pool, the better the cultivation results, but that area is the most expensive South District of the academy; basically, only official wizards can afford to live there.

"However, you can try using the methods passed down from later generations. I previously told you about the Void Nether, the Four Treasures of Concentration; use them well, and you will also be able to reach the Profound Realm." Da Long smiled; he had already prepared those items for Jiang Han.

The man's expression was exceptionally gloomy as he stared fixedly at Li Yanxi; the terrifying aura belonging to a Dou Zun made the latter's face turn very ugly.

Before, he had been impulsive and, regardless of whether what the other party said was true or false, he had wanted to confront them directly. Now that he knew how formidable they were, it was already too late to regret it.

As he spoke, the trembling 88-year-old man on stage could not help but burst into tears. The sight of him streaming with old tears made the entire audience feel creeped out and nauseated.